Mollie's POV:

The week was nearing its end. I thought it would never be Friday. Ever since Calum's proposal two days ago, I started calling him by his real name. Tessa was still threatening me to apologize and agree to his thing.

I was at war with myself on the whole issue. Even though I had only known Calum for about two and a half weeks, I felt a safeness with him that I didn't feel with any other guy.

I rolled over in bed and looked at the clock. My shift at the bakery didn't start till 8:30am, so I had some time to kill. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through all my unread messages.

Tessa had texted me about a hundred times this morning to remind me that I was covering her shift. Her and her boyfriend were going away for the weekend.

Ellie, Dylan's sister, also texted me about getting together with their family sometime soon. I hadn't seen Dylan since the Nine Inch Nails concert last week. Ellie and I became friends not long after our brothers became friends.

I glanced at the clock again and panicked when I saw I only had 45 minutes to get ready to go. I jumped out of bed and quickly showered. It was one of those 'freeze your ass off so you hurry' kind of cold showers.

After I had gotten all set, I grabbed the box of cereal that was sitting on the counter and sprinted out of the door. I think I was cursed or something, cause I was almost always late to everything I did.

Since Tessa was gone, I had to open. I hadn't done that since last year. We had agreed back when I first started working for her family that she'd open and I'd close.

When I got to the shop, all the lights were turned off, just as I had left them last night. Seeing the place in the morning created a different sort of vibe. Not an uncomfortable one, just different.

There were already tons of people on the street. Los Angeles battled New York as the city that never sleeps. I swear, you call a good majority if these people up at random hours of the day or night, and they'll be wide awake and down for anything.

Within a few minutes of setting out the 'Open' sign, customers started trickling in. I greeted them with a cheerful smile like I always did and got to work.

Quite a few hours later, Calum walked in. He was wearing a pair of black slacks with a dark grey tank top. I swear that man's looks were going to kill me.

He came up to the counter as I was putting away some utensils. "Can I talk to you?"

I leaned my elbows on the counter and sighed. "I go on break in five minutes. Can it wait till then?"

"Yes. I'll be over here." He walked over to the nearest table and sat down facing me.

I got back to braiding the bread. The afternoon crowd slowed down around 3 o'clock. Since I was the only one working today, it was the best time to relax.

Once I finished my task, I took my apron off and threw it over one of the chairs in the back. My hair was already falling out of its place in my bun, so I just decided to remove the hair band and let it dangle free.

Calum was still sitting in the same spot as earlier. I slid into the seat across from him and he looked up from his phone. "Is there somewhere more private we can talk?"

I snickered, "I don't know if you've noticed, but there's no one in here besides us."

"Well I know that," he flashed a cheeky grin. "I just don't want anyone walking in on us."

"Doing what exactly?" I crossed my arms and stared at him.

He had a glint in his eye that was alluring, but I knew it meant trouble. His hand reached across the table and found my arm. As he slowly stood to his feet, he pulled me up along with him.

"I'll show you."

"Calum," my words stuck to the back of my throat. I don't know if it was just me, but the room started to feel cramped and hot.

"Princess, don't fight it." He closed the distance between our bodies and I'm sure he could practically feel my heart pounding. Our chests were flat against each other and I could feel his pectoral muscles through his tank top.

His hands snaked to my lower back and he turned me around away from the door. I felt him start to push me and my feet carried me in the direction of the back room.

What am I doing?!?!

My mind was screaming at me to stop, but my heart was egging me on. Once we were both in the back, I made sure the door was cracked open a tiny bit so I could hear if someone decided to come in the shop.

Calum sat down in the chair I had thrown my apron on. He motioned for me to come closer. This was the deciding moment. I can turn tail and run, or I can go along with whatever his plan was.

"What's going to happen if I come to you?"

He raised an eyebrow and smirked, "I'll give you a little taste of what it's like to be mine."

He was giving me the option to walk away. If I chose to go any further, it was all of my own free will. With a small sigh, I made my decision and pushed out the other conflicting part of me.

My legs carried me towards him. Once I was within arms length, he grabbed my hips, turned me around so my back was towards him, and pulled me down onto his thighs.

"I want you to straddle my lap, kitten." His breath tickled my neck and I involuntarily shivered.

I did as I was told and dangled a leg over each of his. My back was against his chest and his cologne filled my nostrils. He seemed to be radiating warmth and security.

"Don't squirm around too much, or you may end up getting more than you bargained for today."

He placed his plump lips on my neck and sucked on various parts of my skin. I bit my lip to keep from moaning and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"I have an important question to ask." He stopped nibbling on my neck and used his fingers to turn my face to meet his. "Are you a virgin?"

Well this was embarrassing.....

I blushed and avoided his intense stare before replying, "Yes I am."

"Good," Calum smirked and I could see the lust fill his eyes. "Do you ever play with yourself?"

His fingers released my face and he removed the rings he was wearing on his right hand. After shoving them in his pocket, he began to slowly make his way down my arms and to the waistband of my red shorts.

"Yes," I gulped.

"Yes what," there was a little growl in the back of his throat.

Don't you fucking say it Mollie!!

"Yes Daddy."

"Good girl."

I could feel myself getting wet by merely his voice. There was something about it that was so seductive. Maybe it was his dominance.

His cool fingers slid inside my shorts, in between the rough denim and the soft fabric of my panties. He used his middle and ring fingers to rub slow circles on my cloth covered clit.

I bit my bottom lip to keep back a moan and pressed my back firmly against him. He chuckled and continued his movements. "Someone's more aroused than she's letting on. The pussy never lies."

In one swift movement, he moved his two fingers from my clit, under my panties, and to my folds. I sucked in a breath as he brushed against my slit.

"Daddy," my voice came out in a breathy whisper.

My hips took control and bucked forward in response to his fingers. Every once in a while, he brushed against my g-spot and a string of moans and curses came from my mouth.

While he finger fucked me, his lips situated themselves on my neck and worked their magic. I knew I was going to have dark marks all over my skin by the time he was finished with me.

"You're so tight princess." Calum groaned and pumped his fingers faster, knuckle deep in my core.

Since my legs were hanging over his, I wrapped one around each calf. At the speed he was going, I wouldn't be able to last much longer. My orgasm was building in the pit of my stomach.

I grabbed on to his shoulders and dug my nails into the skin. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum Daddy."

"Oh no you're not." He quickly removed his fingers.

I wanted to scream at the lack of contact. I was on the verge of release and he took that away from me. Calum brought his glistening fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean.

"I fucking hate you Calum." I stood up and wobbled over to the door. My break was almost over.

He chuckled and stood up as well. "I told you Mollie, it was going to be a taste of what's to come. I can't just let you cum when you aren't mine to do with as I please. There needs to be something to look forward to."

"Get out." I flung open the door and glared as he walked through.

"I'll see you on Monday... unless you come begging to me sooner."

With a smirk, he left the bakery. I was left with a huge blush on my face and an aching between mg legs.

I should have chopped his dick off. The nerve of that man to bring me to the edge and deny my desires.

My reflection in the glass was a wreck. I had six hickeys on my neck, and my bottom lip was swollen from biting it. I needed to fix my appearance before a customer came in.

Part of me wanted to call Calum and agree to his proposition just so he could make me cum. His fingers were the best thing I've ever felt. There's no way I could go back to my fingers after this.

I made myself as presentable as possible and got back to work behind the counter. The rest of the day was going to be a long one.